Chapter Sixty-Three: The Wand That Drives Out the Soul

I rushed out nearly 800 meters in one breath before I slowly stopped and cautiously leaned against a big tree to catch my breath. Along the way, I was careful not to encounter large carnivores attracted by the strong smell of blood. I always have flashes of the fight between the brown bear and the crocodiles just now, and the bloody and tragic scene still makes me uneasy and palpitating, as if there is still another brown bear and a large group of crocodiles following me closely, which makes my heart surge and I can't calm down for a long time.

I rested under the tree for less than thirty seconds, and I always felt that danger was approaching me, so I climbed into the canopy with a hook and rope, leaned against a three-pronged branch, and looked around very cautiously, which calmed my mind a little.

It was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and I was still a little hungry, but I had just witnessed the fierce bear and crocodile fight, and the disgusting scene had forcibly suppressed the hunger I had just developed.

The whole forest was gray, without a trace of wind, which made me feel very depressed. It's about four kilometers from where I had my morning encounter with those five enemy soldiers, and I've managed to get rid of some of the enemy's very good pathfinders, and I've set up a mine trap on the way to get rid of the enemy's guiding wolfdogs, and now the smell of blood has been covered with a thick rancid smell, and it will be difficult for the enemy to track me down unless there are any other surprises.

But I didn't dare to be careless, after all, I was in another very strange country, not to mention a large number of armed searchers, just those unknown fierce birds and beasts in the forest were enough for me to be exhausted. In the end, I decided to get out of the shallow pool and continue in the direction I had jumped out of, leaving this primeval forest where people eat people without spitting out bones as soon as possible.

I spotted my direction and cautiously groped my way forward. At this time, the two military thorns on the arm have been replaced by two sharp daggers, which can cut the rattan blocking the way at any time, the submachine gun is hung on the chest, and the safety is closed to prevent accidents from being entangled in the branches, besides, now there is basically no emergency situation where the insurance is too late to open, and the left hand still holds the pointed stick that prevented the crocodile just now. I now have a pointed stick in my hand, and two daggers on my arms, which I guess are more useful than guns at this moment, and if a large carnivore such as a lion or tiger suddenly pounces, I can instantly stick them into the stick and give them a free ticket to God. Originally, I wanted to tie one of the spurs to the tip of the stick with a rope to increase the destructive power, but I felt that the tip of the stick was already very hard enough to easily pierce the flesh of those large carnivores, so I didn't waste my precious time doing anything more.

If I had to use my submachine gun and deal with those large animals at close range, I would have suffered a lot. It is estimated that the guy who was bitten to death by the leopard in the morning suffered the loss of no experience in jungle survival, always thinking that having a gun can solve all problems, and believing too much in the lethality of bullets, and when he found that the leopard had pounced on him, it was too late to shoot again. Not to mention the penetrating power of the bullets, as far as the leopard's flying speed, the distance of twenty-five meters is at most one second, and in this short second, this submachine gun will fire ten to thirteen bullets at most, if more than half of them can hit its body, and one or two more just hit its vital point, but at that flying speed, that behemoth will definitely be able to taste the taste of the blood of the person who was pounced on before it dies.

But the pointed stick in my hand is different, and the second the animal flies at me, I can calmly strike in the best position, and the stick in my hand becomes a wand to drive away their souls, helping it complete the last "leap" of its beastly career, the "pole jump" sponsored by others.

At that time, the higher its flying speed, the more serious the damage, the wrist-thick wooden stick is hard, deep into the body of the destructive power can be imagined, the intestines through the belly rot is certain, even if it will not die immediately, but if you want to continue to live, see your lovely relatives again, it is estimated that the hope is very slim. Perhaps only those poor fools will give it another chance to hurt themselves again, the beast that wants to put their lives on the line!

I watched the movement around me as I walked cautiously forward, and if I came across something edible, I would take it off and put it in my mouth and chew it vigorously to replenish my body's needs as soon as possible. There are a lot of living creatures in the forest, such as pheasants, green snakes, etc., and many unknown small animals, as long as I want, I can catch them anytime and anywhere as a meal in my mouth, improve the "food", and enhance the "fun" of walking through the forest. But that's a complete fool's behavior, I won't do it, now it's hard to minimize the smell of blood on my body, and even in order to clean the smell on my body, I almost encountered those crocodiles, if I don't have a certain experience in forest survival, I know the danger of the forest in advance, I have been doubly careful, it is estimated that my current situation is not much better than that poor brown bear, most of them have been eaten by those ruthless and bloodthirsty crocodiles, and have become a human snack on their table, Where can we continue to walk through the forest with trepidation?

There's no wind at all, and in this environment, the smell of my body travels far away, and despite the rancid smell on the outside of my body, the carnivores' sense of smell must not be underestimated, they can easily lock on to my location, and then quietly follow me, and then look for the right opportunity to attack me. If it's just one, if a few large carnivores attack me, it will be a big problem, they will drive me to death, and the fate of that conceited brown bear will also fall on me mercilessly. I just finished watching a thrilling "Bear Crocodile Fight", that tragic scene I am still a little disgusting now, at this time I don't want to be the "protagonist" at all, to personally "perform" a more poignant "Human-Beast Fight".

If I encounter a few tigers or brown bears, I can use the hook rope to quickly climb the tree to dodge, but if it is a lion or leopard, I can no longer use the method of climbing the tree to dodge, they can climb the tree much faster than me, I guess before I climb halfway, they will ruthlessly catch up with me, with their powerful mouths to bite me, to help me continue to complete the unsuccessful "tree climbing cause". At that time, my only recourse was probably to imitate the way of the enemy soldier I had fought in the morning: to pull the grenade in despair and die with the "enemy"!

I treked through the dense forest for about five hundred meters, and in order to relieve my highly tense nerves, I climbed to a large tree again with a hook rope. Of course, before going up the tree, I had carefully inspected the whole tree to prevent a leopard or other large animal that could climb the tree from hiding on it.

I crouched on a triparted branch, cautiously observing my surroundings for any large birds of prey that were quietly stalking. Don't worry, in such a dense forest, there are green vine branches and forks everywhere, there is no place for them here, small birds are possible, but they will not attack me easily. My main task now is to prevent the big carnivores that come from the ground: lions, tigers, leopards and the like, and of course brown bears and pythons.

Thinking of the python, my heart jumped wildly, once I was also in the dense forest on a mission, because I was too tired and fell asleep, in my sleep was a big python tightly entangled in the body, I could barely breathe, fortunately at that time one of my right hands was not completely entangled, otherwise I would have been in nature countless times. I used the tremendous grip of my unentangled right hand to plunge desperately into the animal's body, and wrung it so desperately that it almost cut off its thigh-thick body, and the beast couldn't stand the severe pain, and threw me far away, so that I could have picked up a life, otherwise I would have been doomed.

It was the most thrilling mission I've ever been on in so many missions, and I almost missed death, and I still have a lot of palpitations when I think about it. So since then, I've had a huge fear of things like pythons, and my heart jumps when I think about it. If I encounter that kind of thing now, I still don't have a good way to deal with it, I have a grenade on me, but I can't die with that animal, right?

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I lay quietly on the tree for more than ten minutes, paying close attention to the movements around me, and if there had been a large fierce beast that had been quietly following me just now, it would have appeared a long time ago. I carefully descended from the tree, picked up the pointed stick that I had been leaning on the trunk, and continued in the direction I had just gone. I tried to stay away from the relatively dense bushes to prevent a large animal lurking underneath from suddenly attacking me, leaving me in great danger before I could react. At the same time, I was also very careful about the movement on the top of the tree, so as not to prevent a leopard from suddenly coming down from above and biting my throat in an instant.

After more than 500 meters of progress, I climbed to the fork of a tree again and took a closer look at the surroundings. On my left-hand side, about 350 meters, it should be the small waterhole where the bear and crocodile fought just now, but the strong smell of blood just now, I don't know how many large carnivores have been attracted! Maybe they have already fought with the "overlord" there, the crocodile, and I wonder if they have ended up like the brown bear and become a delicacy for the crocodile.

Although I am full of questions, I am not a curious schoolboy now, and I still dodge away and get out as soon as possible, regardless of my own safety, running to the waterhole again to find out, and placing myself on the wheel of fate again.

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